"Wu Liuzhige, you are destined to die under Bing Ge today!"

The body of the desolate summer tiger is in a tiger posture, looking down at the figure that is pressed under the gun by himself.

The whole body strength was poured into the spear in his hand without reservation, and the internal strength belonging to Huang Tianmen poured down with a brilliant heavenly might.

High up, overlooking everything.

The powerful internal force dispersed the heat energy flames wrapped in the embroidered spring knife with an unstoppable momentum, constantly invading the flesh and bones of Li Jun's body.

At this moment, not only his body was trembling uncontrollably, but even the ink armor covering his body was emitting a faint wail.

The red eyes in the helmet were dim, like a candle in the wind, about to be extinguished.

The cold air rushed into his nose with a strong smell of blood, and the stabbing sound made by the squeezing of the swords above his head was like a file, constantly grinding the battle intent in Li Jun's heart.

"One inch stronger, is stronger. If you don't understand this truth, then let me teach you! ”

The desolate summer tiger raised his gun and blasted down, completely smashing the armor on Li Jun's shoulder.

The thick back of the embroidered spring knife crushed the flesh on the shoulder, rubbing against the miserable white bones that came out of the bare.

Li Jun's face was tense, and his teeth were clenched like a gate, forcibly blocking the hot blood gushing out of his throat.

Blood rolled between his lips and teeth, and sharp pain surged through his limbs.

Clang!

It's another powerful shot.

Li Jun's pupils suddenly collapsed outward, and his facial features felt as if they had all been robbed at this moment.

The wind and snow are hoarse, and everything is quiet.

All that remained was the deafening heartbeat in the chest, which became clearer and clearer.

Boom. Boom. Boom.

Clang!

The ground under Li Jun's left knee completely shattered, and the embroidered spring knife in his hand was thrown out with a roar, and it disappeared into the snow in the distance with a thud.

Flesh spasmodically twitched, bones shattered and wailed.

The cold intent of death began to spread throughout his body, and everything seemed to have settled.

"Li Jun, you stand up for Lao Tzu! Even if we die, we will die standing up! ”

The unwilling roar of the horse prince rushed out of the red eyes, and the hysterical humming of the ink armor core sounded along with it.

Li Jun didn't respond, his drooping head and eyes closed slightly, and scarlet blood dripped down the corners of his mouth, as if he had fallen into a fainting.

Rumble!

At this moment, an extremely explosive 'back' gunshot came from a distance, like a thunderbolt in his chaotic mind.

Bang bang bang

The bronze door lock shook violently, and the genes that were unwilling to be silent frantically slammed into the shackles that stood in front of him.

A fresh and enthusiastic vitality surged out of the 'crack in the door', instantly dispelling all cold death intent.

"Cast a good baby in the next life, don't be a wild dog who doesn't know the height of the sky!"

The desolate summer tiger raised his gun with one arm, and his eyes were full of contempt and contempt.

Call!

The tiger's head spear fell like a long rainbow, and it fell towards the hanging head in front of him!

Suddenly, a pair of hot eyes crashed into the sight of the desolate summer tiger.

"Huh?!"

His complexion withered, and his blood withered.

The two qi of the dragon and tiger shuttle between the mouth and nose endlessly!

The thunder of the tiger and leopard roared and roared in the bones!

Thick cyan armor shards emerged from the bare skin, and even the fist blade was encased in it.

Li Jun rushed out of the monstrous flames all over his body, and his half-kneeling body suddenly pulled up, and slammed his fist on the body of the smashed gun.

Clang!

The green armor cracked, and blood splattered.

The spear trembled and hummed.

The tiger-headed spear flew out of the hand of the desolate summer tiger and landed behind him in a whirlwind.

"Can you kid not be so long next time? People are scared to death by you! ”

There was a stunned and panicked voice from the red eyes, and he hurriedly stopped the ink armor core that was already on the verge of self-explosion.

Li Jun, who began to fight back in a desperate situation, naturally did not give the desolate Xia Hu any chance to breathe and come back to his senses.

I saw his five fingers clasp around the shoulders of the Desolate Xia Tiger, and the brutal and ferocious tearing force emerged from his fingertips.

Seven technical hits, divided muscles and bones!

With a strange sound of twisting and shattering armor, a large piece of flesh was torn off the shoulder of the Desolate Summer Tiger.

The blood that was thrown stained Li Jun's cold eyebrows, but his attack did not end there.

Column Missing Cutting Step approached the midline of the opponent's chest, and the vertical elbow was pushed out, like an evil tiger out of the stream, directly in the heart of the desolate summer tiger!

Eight pins of technical attack, eight pole boxing!

At the moment when the tip of his elbow touched his heart, the desolate Xia Hu finally came back to his senses from Li Jun's sudden outburst, and his hands were crossed in front of him at the last moment.

But Rao is like this, the defense he formed in a hurry was still directly knocked away by Li Jun, and he was smashed on his chest by an elbow!

Boom.

From blocking the road to now, this is the first time that the desolate Xia Tiger has been forced to retreat.

His body slid backwards in the snow, and when he stopped, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

"Something, but unfortunately not much."

In Li Jun's cold and indifferent eyes, the desolate Xia Hu raised his hand to wipe the corners of his mouth, and with a relaxed expression, he tore off the tattered armor on his shoulders and threw it on the ground.

"It seems that you still don't understand how deep the gap between the sequences is, without the support of internal forces, all martial arts can only be rootless duckweed, vulnerable."

His shirtless upper body was carved by the hands of the most skilled ink order craftsman, and the lines of every muscle were almost perfect.

Only the shallow depression at the mouth of the heart is particularly dazzling.

"The yellow sky is above, and the physique is unparalleled!"

The desolate summer tiger's eyes were still unruly, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

The cold and humid air filled Li Jun's faintly aching heart, and a hideous face continued to clear in his sight, and it was already close in the blink of an eye!

The Yellow Summer Tiger was rushing forward with his fist, Li Jun elbowed and defended, and his right foot under him swept up at the same time, and went straight to the opponent's chest with an infiltrating roar. The desolate Xia Hu pressed down on his elbow, resisted Li Jun's toes, and turned his fists into claws to clasp his ankles.

Li Jun's response was also swift, and at the moment when his ankles were tied, he got up with his strength, and volleyed his legs to the opponent's temples!

The desolate summer tiger bent his elbow to the side of his head, and while holding the incoming whip leg, his right foot stepped forward half a step, and his left shoulder shook, like a fierce general on the battlefield to remove his armor.

Li Jun's pupils shrank suddenly, this action is very familiar to him, it is the capacity method of Baji!

At the critical moment, Li Jun's right arm suddenly retracted, his wrist retreated in front of his heart, and he tensed his strength to push against the opponent's shoulder!

Boom!

This collision was like a mountain moving sideways, directly knocking Li Jun out of the air.

"My eight poles, are you okay?"

The desolate summer tiger who returned the same trick looked extremely rebellious, and raised his hand to sweep the blood spots that fell on his shoulder.

"Hmm"

Li Jun couldn't hold back the sharp pain in his heart anymore, and suddenly spurted out a mouthful of red blood.

His original burly body was no less than that of the Desolate Xia Tiger, and he began to shrink gradually. It seems that the state of the 'Dragon Eater' has also become unstable because of this mouthful of blood.

"Lao Li, are you okay?" Ma Wangye sounded with an uneasy voice.

"Not really."

Li Jun touched the blood on his face and grinned, "But there is still a breath of life left." ”

"You can still play with your life. That's fine. ”

Suddenly, a voice that didn't belong to either of the two suddenly rang out.

(End of chapter)